I have never had a male slave before so it would make a nice change and be fun.We sent a few more emails to each other and sorted out a meet for the n...xt day and I could not wait to get there and see what she would do with me.Day of the meetI woke early the next morning and I quickly got showered and dried off before going into my sister's room and picking out an outfit to wear. I loved wearing her clothes and thought it would make it so much more fun thinking I was wearing her clothes while. When he did that I had to moan. It felt so wonderful to be the focus of someone’s attention like that. He was there to please me. He did not seem to have any expectations, or hidden agendas. After a few minutes of getting familiar with the rest of my body his hand headed back down to the main attraction. You could see my cock throb as my heart beat so hard with anticipation. When he finally wrapped his warm hand around it, I nearly shouted out loud! He stroked me a few times, then I asked him. ”“I know, so I will stop you.” He bought the flowers and they drove to the bench. Cath watched him start the grieving process.“When did you give her the flowers?” she asked.“She came from there, and I was right here,” he said. He watched as Cath walked away, then approach him, smiling happily. His heart clenched, but he stayed the course. He kissed her cheek and gave her the flowers.“You look beautiful, Rachel.”“No, call me Catherine, Daniel. I am not her, we are role-playing just a little.”. Finally, enough blood cells escaped the gravitational pull of my erection to work their way to my brain, allowing a single question to escape my lips, ‘How did you know that it was me in the restaurant?’ I asked. She stopped in the middle of the hallway, and turned back to me. ‘Are you worried that I’m some crazy stalker woman, getting ready to pull a Kathy Bates on you, a la Misery?’ she asked, a smartass smirk on her lips. ‘Uh, no, no, of course not,’ I stammered out, more than a bit.